your choice of language

My Dear Son,

There is a little bit of Amy Chua in all the moms in the world. Specially Indian moms. We are more like our Chinese counterparts in making threats. Just making them. And in your case, in just making threats during lunch time and dinner time and breakfast time and snacks time. But sometimes i do get carried away and that's how you got your first oatmeal bath today (i.e. a few spoons of your favorite breakfast on you). Someone did tell me once that oatmeal is good for skin. So when you refuse to finish your breakfast even after an hour, you might get a nice scrubby oatmeal bath from time to time.... but i think you enjoyed it

And i have been thinking of ways to initiate you on a foreign language. While you are still basics in english, hindi and spanish (thanks to dora and diego), i was thinking of starting maybe french or german or japanese.
But you surprised me with your choice. On youtube you have been requesting (read pointing) tamil rhymes (vana vana valiape... soem version of rain rain go away i think) for the last two weeks. Nothing to be alarmed about, i tell myself. But now you are singing those tunes too :O
i have nothing against regional languages but maybe we can go back to watching trotro in french please. i miss trotro now.

and now about Amaira. The first time you me her you rolled on the floor and threw a tantrum because your mom was holding her. Now, it seems, you can't wait to get hold of her. Today you told me, "i want to hold Amaira, let's go meet Amaira." i think maybe you have been dreaming about her since you ask for her every 3-4 days. :-D

As always
your loving mom ;)

back to school

My dear son,

i have not been able to write for the last few months.
Why
Because your school had announced summer vacations.
Which meant i was at your beck and call all day long for golf, pinball and cricket and basketball and hide-n-seek and bow-arrow and blocks and ofcourse your endless board books and story books and mickeymouse clubhouse books. Please don't get me started on those. So i was not able to write. At all.
But we had so much fun playing with you that i was a little sad when your school reopened.

So here's a new list of things you are obsessing about these days:
Munching on cucumber
Pinching people really bad (your dad, your Advay dada)
Attacking people with your bow and arrow
Eating ladoo while watching chotta bheem
Playing the flute while watching little krishna
Teaching me words from your board books every day (sob sob). did i mention its a dozen book set?
Spiderman toothpaste and toothbrush and shirt and cap and water bottle and and and
Amaira :*

Anyways i will be back with more on the last one laters

As always,
Your loving mom